One of those days

This morning, my hubby will be having knee surgery. Please send prayers and good thoughts his way if you have a minute. Thanks!

Update: Thanks all! The surgery went well. He was home around one thirty. Friends brought us dinner which was great since I'd promised another friend I'd teach her class before knowing today was surgery day. My mom stayed with hubby who has a place set up on the couch (courtesy of the kidlets) and is flipping between all the talking head pundits on cable news channels. (i.e. except for his knee he's in heaven!) He sees the physical therapist tomorrow.

Of course, I haven't sat down all day. Why are men such bad patients? I had to empty the blood from his pump thingy and I swear I wanted to deck the guy with all his pestering and comments. Oh, well... it won't be for long. And he's still a hottie even when he's like this.

As for me I still have ten pages to write once I get the kids to sleep and hubby to the point he doesn't need anything else. It's going to be a loooooong night! Tomorrow's blog may not get written at this point or it may be late.

Melissa